Day After Day: A Poem
Around and around in a dismal sphere,
Connected, somehow we’re still here,
Routine, remix, rehash, reuse,
Clean clutter, make messes, heal and bruise,
Sameness surrounds our humble dwelling,
Yet a spike in variety sets our hearts to swelling,
No one notices that we grow and age,
Until photos display every chapter, every page,
Monotony might rule for the everyday,
But In the end we’ll remember what carried us away.
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